Music[unpluged Version] - Poem by donald kuutsi
I have a fury in my soul,
a fury which on the sound of the violin and the beat of the drums
is the only solace that can drive the chronic pain inside my soul,
music the perfect solace that nurses my heart, shapes and kings
fill my heart silencing me,
but music speaks when words can't express my feelings..
Music the realm that express my feelings,
people think l m crazy when l m hooked on the beats, in my zone
the beat is too loud,
they are too old l guess if the can't
hear it..Music, art of conveying hidden intrests&message as the beat and the rythm kindles the hidden intrests..
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